Goodnight,
Void.
Until the last time.
Another warm familiarity –
Torn from those who need it.
Given up on hope,
Of immortality.
Singularity driven as was.
Transhumanism,
Will come.
Just not in my lifetime.
Perhaps they’ll create facsimile of me,
From all my work!
I’d enjoy that.
A guru,
At last.
Goodnight Void #200
